All Chapters of The Moonlight Affair : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter Twenty-two—When Two Souls Collide I crept my way back into bed. Sobbing quietly as I pressed hard against my pillow, it a matter of minutes it went damp from all my crying. I was tired, exhausted even and most of all—I missed him. Something was definitely wrong with me. This feeling of emptiness when I was away from him. It felt like I had merged with him or something, right after he took me into my first climax. What has he done to me? For him to crowd my every thought and very existence? My tears stopped immediately as I frowned deeply, I strode towards the kitchen which was only a few walks away to pour myself a glass of water. Thankfully my father left me this little condo, God knows what I would’ve done if Madeline laid her evil clutches on it and threw me out. I downed the full cup in one gulp, determined to get Asher out of my system I picked up an empty canvas laying by the corner. It was what I did best, painting. In pain, anger, joy, all I ever

Chapter Twenty-four—The Alpha’s Identity “What do I get in return?” He asked. I shrugged lightly, “I’ll give you the other painting.” “Free?” I hesitated for a moment and then broke a smile, “Yes. I’ll give it— “No,” he shook his head, “How much do you want for it?” I frowned deeply, my sense of pride slowly filing me, “What if I want to sell it for five grand? What will you— “Consider it done.” He said abruptly, “I’ll have a check written by tomorrow.” My eyes widened in disbelief. He really was as rich as I claimed. I gulped hard, my ever prideful self and shook my head, “You can have it. I don’t want your money.” I needed his money. I already quit my job and being an undiscovered artist in such a small town wasn’t enough. Madeline paid me good and with the food scraps I get from the restaurant, I was able to make a living and pay off my parents mortgage on the house. Now I only had my canvas going for myself, his m

Chapter Twenty-six—A Monster or A Lover **ASHER** Her words felt like hot coal placed on my skin. “A monster?!!” I asked loudly, “Aurora just wai— “Don’t!” She warned, pointing the stick at me. It was amusing, seeing as it was useless against me, “Don’t come any closer!!” I sighed deeply, it was hard doing this. She already saw my true form, she was terrified of me, the other werewolf escaped and even worse she was in more danger than she realized. It attacked her in the open, not caring if I was there or not, which meant its imprint had moved on to obsession. One which wasn’t good for a human like her. “Please just let me explain,” I tried to beg her to see reason, “It’s not as bad as you— “It’s not as bad as I think?!!” She scoffed loudly, eyes almost wanting to protrude out of her sockets as she pointed her stick at a nonexistence, “You literally turned into a fucking animal!!!” “A werewolf.” I corrected. “Werewolf, demon, a wendigo

Chapter Twenty-Eight—Breaking a bond “How do I break it?” “You can’t” “Surely there must be a way.” “I’m sorry but there isn’t.” “So you’re saying there’s no way I can sever the bond between me and the alpha??” Mrs Ackerman shook her head in disappointment, “I’m sorry dear but there isn’t”, then she paused for a moment, “Unless…” My eyes pried even more open, a glimmer of hope found its way back, “Unless what?” She sighed and then placed a hand over me, “You’ll have to kill the Alpha. Only then can you be free Aurora.”**ASHER**I found it hard to track her scent. The flowers, and the wolfsbane. My eyes still stung from the after effects of the fight with the rogue werewolf. I winced loudly as I made it back to the Blackwood mansion, Reagan and his ever indulging self waiting for me at the brunt of the stairs. I ignored him and turned straight for the living room. My eyes crossed paths with Aurora’s painting again which made me feel even more

Chapter Twenty-Seven—The Unwanted Mate **AURORA** The first person I sought after was Mrs Ackerman the moment I rode away on my bike. She lived only a few blocks away from me. I parked my bike next to the Mail post which made a dingy sound, her dog started to bark loudly. I frowned, almost wanting to pet the Doberman when she came out to the porch. “Aurora??” She called softly. I smiled. Mrs Ackerman was one of the very few who always made sure I was okay after my parents died, unfortunately the folks of Midnight bay decided it best to stay away from her and all the kookiness she brought. A part of me felt guilty, the woman was right after all. Mythical creatures do exist. I should know because I slept with one… And I watched him fight, like an animal. Thinking about it alone sent shivers down my spine. The ride down to her house was one of dread and horror, I looked over my shoulder multiple times, scared that the creature which attacked me would return. D